The System Takes Me to Practice

"Thank you Master for perfection!"

Matsunaga got up, excited, with an unconcealable smile on his face.

Although only a registered disciple, he is also a disciple of Yang Fan.

At the same time, in a room in the palace called Yibaodian, Tu Huang Guo Yangwen was closing his eyes and meditating.

There was no one in the room except Yang Fan, and the furnishings were relatively simple. There were only a table, a chair and a few screens. On the table were an inkstone, a brush, and a piece of paper with densely written characters. Other things.

Guo Yangwen leaned on the chair with his right hand, his whole body leaned against the chair, his face pressed against his fist, as if he had fallen asleep.

A breeze blew suddenly just outside the Yibao Hall.

"come in."

At this moment, Guo Yangwen spoke suddenly, but he still did not open his eyes, and even his posture did not move half a minute.

Huh!

A masked woman with a hot figure appeared in front of Guo Yangwen out of thin air.

The woman's hair was curled up, her big watery eyes only dared to stare at the ground.

"Your Majesty's subordinates are incompetent. They only investigated Ma Xudong's very little information."

The woman took out a piece of paper with a few words on it.

In the past three days, Guo Yangwen did not waste his time in vain, but sent a large number of secret guards to investigate the origins of Yang Fan. After all, such a strange person would personally want to know his information.

"Read!"

Guo Yang Wendao.

"Name, Ma Xudong. The age is unknown, and his strength is in the middle stage of Void Refining, but he has the ability to kill the strong in the late stage of the fit. More than a week ago, he joined the branch of the Dark Night Killing Craft Association of Yongshan City and became a platinum killer, codenamed 55 Kai. "

After listening, Guo Yangwen opened his eyes violently, as if golden light burst into his deep eyes.

"The middle stage of Void Refinement can kill the latter stage of the body."

Guo Yangwen murmured, but suddenly, he suddenly thought that three days ago, when his spirit and courage increased, he did not control it for a while, causing his late Mahayana coercion to overflow, but the strange thing was that Yang Fan had nothing to do. .

"Could it be that......"

Guo Yangwen showed a solemn color.

"Your Majesty, when investigating Ma Xudong, his subordinates also discovered that the people of Dark Ye were also secretly investigating that Ma Xudong, but in the end they moved the target to Ning Caichen, who had gained a reputation in Jinyuan country not long ago."

The masked woman said again.

"Ning Caichen of Jinyuan Country..."

"Why is this?"

Guo Yangwen asked.

"Subordinates guess that the people in Dark Night think Ma Xudong is the Ning Caichen."

Guo Yangwen was lost in thought.

After about ten breaths, Guo Yangwen waved his hand, and the masked woman disappeared instantly.

"Ma Xudong, Ma Xudong, who are you?"

At this time, in the Sacred Heart Academy, Yang Fan returned to his presence and planned to retreat. After several days of relaxation, Yang Fan plans to continue practicing.

After yesterday's fermentation, Yang Fan's identity as an eight-rank alchemist came from the Sacred Heart Academy. The students who had also left the meeting room before had beaten their chests, wishing to slap themselves a few times, and then asked why they wanted to leave?

Among them, the most depressing one is Yu Yuan. He had a chance to become a student of Yang Fan, but now...

On this day, Ikuhara sat depressed in the party room, recalling the scene when he first left here yesterday.

Yu Yuan was not a fool. After he knew that Yang Fan was an eighth-grade pharmacist, he immediately found Tuoba Xiuhua and wanted to re-enter Yang Fan's classroom. But unfortunately, Tuoba Xiuhua said that even finding the dean would be useless.

Yu Yuan was sitting in the shade of a tree. After today's blow, he was in no mood to practice. Lie on the stone slab, looking at the gate of the college.

"what?"

Ikuhara saw a man in an imperial palace walk in.

"That seems to be from the palace? What is he doing here?"

With curiosity, Ikuhara followed from a distance.

Tuk tuk!

Just as Yang Fan was about to enter concentration, there was a knock on the door, holding back the anger in his heart, and opening the door.

What caught Yang Fan's eyes was a man. A crane was printed on the man's official uniform, which meant that he was a civil official and his grade was not low.

"What? The Tu Emperor asked me to go to the palace to see him like him?"

In Yang Fan's opinion, shouldn't the answer to the previous question be spread? Need to go to the palace by yourself?

do you want to go?

Yang Fan wondered if there would be fraud? After all, Guo Yangwen was a terrifying powerhouse in the late Mahayana period, and he could only be beaten when he broke out with all his strength. Moreover, he was still in the earth source city, and he was still passive.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan directly agreed.

If Guo Yangwen really wants to take action against himself, Yang Fan is not worried, but he is a systematic man.

Soon, Yang Fan followed the yellow door assistant to the gate of the academy, but was stopped by a person, this person is Uhara.

Yu Yuan came to Yang Fan and knelt directly, but Yang Fan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and one side of his body avoided Yu Yuan's kneeling bow to him.

"Go, God is fair to everyone. The opportunity is in front of you, and you are the one who discards it."

Yu Yuan was about to speak, but was blocked by Yang Fan's words. For a while, Yu Yuan didn't know what to say.

"Let's go."

Ignoring Ikuhara, the two continued to walk, and soon came to the palace.

Outside the Hall of Yibao, Huangmen minister and Yang Fan have arrived.

"Your Majesty, people have brought it."

"Let him in."

"promise!"

The wooden door of the main hall opened, and Yang Fan walked in, and the door was taken close.

"You came."

As soon as he walked into the hall, Guo Yangwen's voice came.

Guo Yangwen wanted to give Yang Fan a disarm. The pressure of the late Mahayana period enveloped the entire hall, and the hall trembled slightly.

Yang Fan frowned, and felt the pressure with the strength of his early Mahayana, but Yang Fan remained unchanged.

"really!!!"

After some trials, Guo Yangwen had confirmed his guess in his heart.

Perhaps after knowing Guo Yangwen's thoughts, Yang Fan didn't want to be passive, and with a big wave of his hand, a sofa appeared out of thin air behind him.

Click!

Yang Fan sat down, raised Erlang's legs, and lit a cigarette with a lighter. The casual action seemed very compelling.

The smell of smoke quickly drifted to the tip of Guo Yangwen's nose. As soon as he took a sip, he felt very refreshing.

Guo Yangwen was shocked and thought in his heart.

"What kind of smoke is this that can actually make my late Mahayana soul feel comfortable?"

In fact, the cigarettes Yang Fan smokes are not ordinary cigarettes. The tobacco inside is made of high-grade medicinal materials, so smoking it will not harm the body, but is beneficial.

Snapped!

Yang Fan opened another can of beer and drank it dumbly.

Guo Yangwen didn't even know that Yang Fan turned from passive to active after a few blind operations.

"His Majesty the Emperor asked me to come over, do you already have an answer?"

Guo Yangwen was not irritated by Yang Fan's rudeness. An eight-rank alchemist was qualified to be arrogant in front of him.